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Aphrodisiac

Broken Montague·April 7, 2021

Aphrodisiac written by: Broken Montague It’s 3 o’clock in the morn and I’m on the bed alone....

English Poetry

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I Neglect Nothing

Jim Bellamy·March 31, 2021

I Neglect Nothing written by: Jim Bellamy I neglect nothing – Your furled scent, the bitter tea,...

Poetry English

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I Lit Candles Awaiting Your Return

Richard O. Ogunmodede·January 27, 2021

I Lit Candles Awaiting Your Return written by: Richard O. Ogunmodede performed by: Elizabeth O. Ogunmodede The...

Poetry English

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Nopales

Maria J. Estrada·January 19, 2021

Nopales written by: Maria J. Estrada @drmariajestrada Don’t eat with steel fork Eat with fingers, timeless maíz...

English Poetry

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White Christmas

Thaddeus Hutyra·December 20, 2020

White Christmas written by: Thaddeus Hutyra @teddy9999 Christmas, white Christmas just came in Gracefully, with magics’ splash...

English Christmas Poetry

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L’ essere Nulla

Stefano Polo·November 19, 2020

L’ essere Nulla written by: Stefano Polo Ti senti perso dentro quella buia stanza vedi solo un...

International Italian Poetry

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La Luna Se Llena

Jose A Gomez·November 15, 2020

La Luna Se Llena written by: José A Gómez Porque la Luna se llena para cubrir mas...

Poetry Jose A Gomez Spanish

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Depression

Kara Jackman·November 13, 2020

Depression written by: Kara Jackman @KaraJ1979 There’s a hole in my chest, Connected to a tube, Attached...

English Poetry

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When Spring Comes Again c2019

Pamela Tyree Griffin·September 17, 2020

When Spring Comes Again c2019 written by: Pamela Tyree Griffin And when Spring comes again – with...

English Poetry

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Mi Querida

Jose A Gomez·September 16, 2020

Mi Querida written by: José A Gómez Dime entonces mi querida Donde y cuando te falte Porque...

Poetry Jose A Gomez Spanish

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The Void

Marshall Hughes·September 12, 2020

The Void written by: Marshall Hughes @hughes1marshall Verse 1 Conflict There is nothing, nothing but a dark,...

English Featured Post Poetry

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Ten Minutes

Lynn White·August 13, 2020

Ten Minutes written by: Lynn White In the next ten minutes I have to go, and you...

Poetry English

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I Write To You With Sadness

Anwer Ghani·July 16, 2020

I Write To You With Sadness written by: Anwer Ghani I am just a sad rock on...

Poetry English

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Neural Addiction

Henry Bladon·July 2, 2020

Neural Addiction written by: Henry Bladon First a burst of light blinding the horizon, then the collision of supercharged...

Poetry English

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

Reaper by Sharon Frame Gay

As an orphaned son of an orphan, I always see the glass as half empty. I picture the water murky and lukewarm, a waterline etched below the rim. Maybe with an ash or two floating at the bottom, because that’s what I do for a living. I deal with ashes. The remains of the deceased. No matter how those who pass away see their glass, meager or full, they eventually end up in a satchel carried on my shoulder.
My business card reads “Morton Stark Transport.” I’m called upon to disperse the ashes of the dearly departed and honor their final wishes. People hire me to escort the remains throughout the world ...

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